I have always, always struggled with self-image, and in particular, my weight.
I finally realized in college, thanks to a friend, that this didn’t have to be something that just happened to me, but I could make some changes and feel better about myself too.
She and I began running every day around 5am for an hour (oh to have the energy of a college kid again)—And by “she and I began running”, I mean she smoked me and left me in the literal dust crying that I couldn’t do it. She told me, “Just keep going. Just walk if you have to. Just keep moving.”
Then she said, “Do you want to be fat forever?!”
Um. Maybe.
Because this is hard.
And I don’t know if I can do it.
But she held me accountable and I kept moving.
I will always have to keep moving and make better choices. It’s just the cards I was dealt that I gain weight very easily.
I’ve learned to try to be proactive when the clothes get tight because I remember how hard it was back then. And...it’s still hard.
And I know how much I need accountability.
And friends!
But, going back to clothes getting tight, I’ve also learned that it’s okay to buy a size that fits better when you gain weight instead of squeeze into the old things. It is easier to start to make better choices when I feel good about myself. When the clothes are too tight and I want to hide and feel desperation creep in, I make choices from shame which end up being self destructive or unproductive... crash diets or unhealthy eating.
I am looking forward to shopping when clothes don’t fit because I’m making progress on getting into shape! I plan to continue the journey towards feeling better, stronger, less joint pain, more energy.
Even if it is slow. ❤️
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